A Study In Marriage (Johnlock) - Sequel to A Study in Love

A Peek Into the Past

Semi-warning: brief mention of homophobia and mention of a murder. Nothing gruesome or terrible, but I felt the need to say something. Erring on the side of caution here.

___________________________________________________________

Sherlock was buzzing with excitement all the way to the crime scene. John watched him fondly from his seat across the cab, marveling at the fact that the man he loved could get so excited over a murder. He turned to look out the window at the city whizzing past, failing to comprehend that this was his life now. He was married to Sherlock Holmes, well, Sherlock Watson-Holmes now, world's only consulting detective. He was not only his partner in life, but his partner in crime, solving crimes, and blogging about it when he gets home while Sherlock lies on the couch and prays to the ceiling.

His life now consisted of regular trips to the morgue and to Scotland Yard, as well as regular trips to the bedroom for more carnal activities. It wasn't a life he'd ever pictured for himself, but now that he was living it he couldn't imagine things any differently.

The cab pulled to a stop and Sherlock bounded out of the vehicle, dashing over to where the body was, and John forced himself to snap out of his reverie. There would be plenty of time for appreciating how wonderful his life was later. Now, he had to help catch a murderer. He paid the cabbie and stepped out of the vehicle, meeting Sherlock at the edge of the crime scene. Sherlock was holding the tape up for John, and he smiled at him before he ducked under.

"Ta, Love." Sherlock beamed, then turned and headed in the direction of the large groups of people standing by a ditch. John joined Lestrade while Sherlock flitted over to the body, magnifying glass in hand, looking more like a hyperactive puppy than a detective on a case. A quick scan of the other workers revealed no familiar faces, something John was grateful for. It would be nice not having to put up with Donovan and her caustic remarks.

He and Lestrade stood together in a comfortable silence and watched Sherlock as he worked. After a brief moment, Sherlock finished his examination and was bounding over to Lestrade.

"Have you found the boyfriend yet?"

"He's been taken into custody."

"I want to speak to him."

"I don't know if that's-"

"Let me speak to him." Lestrade folded his arms across his chest, and John watched as the DI and the consulting detective found themselves an old fashioned staring contest. John knew it would be Lestrade who caved first, as did Sherlock and Lestrade. It was less than a minute before he sighed and shrugged.

"Whatever, go ahead." Sherlock gave a curt nod, then turned and began walking. John sent Lestrade an apologetic glance before turning and following after his husband. The cab ride was quiet, neither man feeling the need to fill the silence with idle chit chat. Sherlock was in full on case-mode, and John was happy to sit back and enjoy the ride. He kept quiet and didn't tell Sherlock how beautiful he looked with the sunlight shining on his face and in his hair. He didn't reach over and grab his hand like he wanted to, because he saw the way Sherlock's fingers were tapping on his thigh and knew he was too busy thinking to be romantic.

When the cab came to a stop Sherlock got out and John paid the cabbie. They walked side by side through the familiar hallways until they reached the interrogation room Lestrade had instructed them to find. There were several officers and another DI in the room with Rodney, and upon seeing Sherlock enter the room all but one left. It only took an icy look from Sherlock to get him to leave as well. Rodney glared at Sherlock before settling his gaze on John, who took a self-conscious step back and towards Sherlock.

"Hello, Mr. Douglas." John heard how clipped Sherlock's voice sounded, and wondered if it was because Sherlock was feeling threatened by the attention Rodney was paying his husband. He smiled and went to lean against a nearby wall, leaving Sherlock to do the interrogating.